The female dependents are even more miserable, their bodies are simply divided by five horses, after being put together, they are all messy, and the heads and feet are asymmetrical, but it can be seen that Du Fuyin also tried his best to let his guards give them a whole corpse of these female dependents who died tragically.

Inside, where the children of the owner of the Godo Money Farm live, are symmetrically separated on the left by a girl and a boy on the right, separated by a reflection room.

"This owner is a wonderful man." Nangong Jin praised that although the children also have concubines, it can be seen that he puts the identity of the concubine very upright, and at the same time will not abuse the concubine, although the house of the concubine is not as luxurious and exquisite as the concubine, but it is not bad.

"Yes, few people can be so fair, most of the court officials' back houses are messy, all kinds of secrets are not clear, and they are constantly cut." Zhao Si admired, it's a pity that such a person who can straighten everything right and be upright was assassinated and died tragically, and even caused a catastrophe.

"Did Du Fuyin call the people from the coffin shop to collect the bodies for them?" Nangong Jin asked, it was not a way to let these corpses be exposed like this.

"Call, the people over there haven't arrived yet."

Nangong Jin continued to walk towards the small maid and the maidservant's residence, along the way, there were mottled traces everywhere, which made people feel creepy when they looked at it, even if that person was stupid, they could guess what happened before they came here.

"Master Hou, you are here to see if the old housekeeper is dead?" Zhao Si whispered, and the wind blew gently beside the two of them, raising the hem of their clothes.

Nangong Jin nodded lightly, if there is anyone who knows the most about the owner of the Royal Household Money Village, it must be the old housekeeper that day.

The two of them went through all the corpses of the little maid, although they found several corpses of the old man, and even one of the clothes he was wearing was the old butler that day......

"Master Hou, this?" Zhao Si asked, the old man's face didn't know what he had experienced, he was disfigured, and he couldn't confirm whether he was the old housekeeper at all.

Nangong Jin squatted down at the moment, carefully observing the dress on his body, and even pondered the pattern for a long time.

"The clothes are indeed the old butler of that day, it seems...... His man is dead. Nangong Jin said with a solemn face.

"How can this be, then the clues of all this are broken!!" Zhao Si said excitedly, Nangong Jin didn't continue to answer, got up and patted the dust on the brocade clothes, and then looked at the eaves with blank eyes.

Zhao Si immediately understood that the two of them were being watched at the moment, and acted cooperatively: "Since we can't find any clues, let's leave." ”

Fortunately, the person who was secretly monitoring was far away and didn't hear his name for Nangong Jin, otherwise I am afraid that Nangong Jin would be referred to behind his back.

Nangong Jin nodded, and then followed Zhao Si to leave the place where the little guy lived, and after seeing them leave, the person who was watching behind the scenes also disappeared.

Zhao Si originally wanted to chase after him, but was stopped by Nangong Jin's raised right hand.

"Master Hou, that person may have something to do with the person behind the scenes, just let him leave like this, is it really good!!" Zhao Si said angrily, eager to catch up.

"Think for yourself." Nangong Jin said indifferently, and then continued to go somewhere else.

Zhao Si also understood at this time that the people who could come to this scene to monitor were usually dead soldiers, and if he caught him, he would definitely bite his tongue and commit suicide, and then they would startle the snake.

Study......

I don't know who I offended in this study, but someone set a fire to burn it, and now the door is pitch black, and the plaque on the door looks like it's about to fall at the moment.

Zhao Si didn't think that Nangong Jin would have any clues here, after all, the study was set on fire by the black-clothed man in the Yin Building, even if there were important account books or letters in it, I am afraid that it would be burned to ashes at this moment.

Nangong Jin gently pushed the gate open, and with a "bang", the gate that had been burned to black charcoal fell heavily to the ground.

The burning smell made Zhao Si choke several times and cough non-stop, while Nangong Jin reacted quickly to cover his mouth and nose, and took a few steps back.

Zhao Si glanced at him with moist eyes at the moment, this is simply a different life!! Why didn't he react as flexibly as Ping'an Hou?

After all the burning smell inside dispersed, Nangong Jin raised his feet and walked in.

The bookshelves on both sides were now charred, and there were a variety of books on them, and at this moment there was only a pile of crumbs, and the wind outside the door blew in gently, and they all scattered.

"Master Hou, here, there's nothing to see?" Zhao Si muttered quietly.

Nangong Jin didn't answer Zhao Si's words, but instead banged on the wall to see if he could find something.

Zhao Si immediately understood Nangong Jin's intentions, and also stepped forward to fight in cooperation, and the two of them knocked on the four walls of this study room one left and one right, but they didn't find the mechanism.

Nangong Jin was leaning against the pillars of the room at the moment, holding her chin, her eyes roaming around the dark study like a cheetah.

Suddenly, the position of the ink inkstone on the desk attracted Nangong Jin's attention.

Ordinary people place the ink inkstone in a decent manner, but this ink inkstone is placed crookedly at the moment, but it points to the southeast, that is, the corner of the bookshelf.

"Master Hou? What happened to you? Zhao Si asked, not knowing what he was doing to get closer to the bookcase?

Nangong Jin ignored Zhao Si's inquiry, and reached out to play with the inkstone.

And the old butler, who escaped death, is hiding in the secret room of the study at the moment, and he is also very worried now, afraid that those people in black will find the mechanism of the study......

Even if there was no screaming or the sound of swords outside at the moment, the old butler didn't dare to press the button from inside easily, in case he was so unlucky and met those people as soon as he went out!!

"Zhao Si, come here."

Zhao Si immediately ran to Nangong Jin's side, looked left and right, and still didn't know what Nangong Jin wanted to do, and he didn't understand what this ink inkstone was good at.

"You go and touch this inkstone." Nangong Jin proposed on the side, and Zhao Si put his right hand on it, but he didn't expect that this ink inkstone could be rotated three hundred and sixty degrees.

"This ......" Zhao Si was shocked and didn't know what to say, but what angle should he rotate to open the door?

"First northwest, rotate forty-five degrees." Nangong Jin ordered, and Zhao Sier did it without saying a word.

It's a pity that the door of the organ didn't open, and Zhao Si didn't know what Nangong Jin was thinking at all.

"The second step, southwest, rotates ninety degrees."

Zhao Si also did the same, but unfortunately the door was still not opened.

"Step three, northeast, rotate one hundred and eighty degrees."

Zhao Si continued to spin according to Nangong Jin's words, but unfortunately the door was still not opened, and Zhao Si, who was not very patient, almost jumped up and scolded at this moment.

"Calm down." Nangong Jin reminded, don't spoil his big thing.

Zhao Si reined in his violent temper at this time, at this time, he missed Zhang San more and more, and he also envied that he, a big old and rough man, could go out with Song Jiayao.

"The last step, southeast, rotates three hundred and sixty degrees." Nangong Jin ordered, and Zhao Si did it one by one, but unfortunately the door was not opened until the end.

Nangong Jin didn't speak, but held his chin, not knowing what he was thinking, and Zhao Si just stayed beside him like a log, motionless.

The direction in which this ink inkstone finally stayed was indeed pointing to the southeast, but when he thought about it backwards, he didn't open it, which can only show that ......

This inkstone needs to be rotated twice, first reversed, and then rotated again!!

The old housekeeper who was hiding in the secret room of the study was also so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, who was it that he could actually detect something wrong with Mo Yan, and he almost broke this mechanism!!

"What can I do!!" The old butler muttered, gradually the six gods are gone, he doesn't want to die!!

Nangong Jin put his right hand on the ink inkstone and quickly rotated it in reverse in the order just now.

"Smack!!" The mechanism was opened, and to the southeast, the door behind the bookshelf gradually opened.

"There really is a mechanism!!" Zhao Si was shocked, and then followed Nangong Jin's steps in.

It's a pity that there is no trace of a living person inside.

"Come out!!" Nangong Jin glanced at a very short jade table not far away, and said coldly.

The old butler was clinging to the jade desk like a spider at the moment, trembling all over, hesitating to go out? Perhaps this man was just testing him and scaring him into falling into the net.

Zhao Si glanced at Nangong Jin and immediately understood the direction he was pointing.

With a wave of the long sword, the jade desk was split in half, and the old butler fell to the ground.

"Heroes spare their lives, heroes spare their lives!!" The old butler hugged his head and begged for mercy.

"This!!" Zhao Si didn't expect that the squirt they were looking for was still alive!!

"Old man, we are not those people in black, you can rest assured." Zhao Si comforted, and the old housekeeper looked up at them in fear.

"You are ......" something flashed through the old butler's mind.

"It's you, you came yesterday to ask when my master will come back."

"Yes, old man, you get up first." Zhao Si said gently, and stretched out his right hand to help him up.

The old housekeeper let Zhao Si help him up in a trance, and when he saw the situation outside, he burst into tears in an instant, and the choking sound made people feel cruel.

"Don't cry, old man." Zhao Si was at a loss, trying to find something for him to wipe his tears, but found that he was not a young lady from one of those big families, and he carried Jinpa with him!!

Nangong Jin handed Zhao Si the Jinpa, which he never left, and motioned for Zhao Si to wipe the old housekeeper.

"Master, and Madame, even these sons, young ladies, they are all innocent, how can those people in black ......" the old butler choked.